and another photo dump~
Composites for photo class today.
I'm quite pleased.
Sketches tomorrow.
I got two play posters verified (and they liked it!) today, finished the photo project, followed lots of artblogs (excited to look through them more closely hoho), laughed about Michael's spider-in-cup, and learned alittle more about life with Alton the teacher. Today was a good day : )
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
DURP WENT TO SF TO DO A NYU INFO SESSION TODAYYY
I really want to go. So much, so much. The people who went (other attendees)...uhhhhh hahaha. just hahaha.
SIGH so for photo class, I was supposed to do a concentration of old people's hands on the street. DUR HUR HUR PEOPLE DON'T SAY NO TO ME WHEN I ASK FOR PHOTOS DURR HURRR I said in class when the teacher questioned if I could do it. WELL LO AND BEHOLD I CHICKENED OUT EVERY SINGLE TIME. Except for this 70 year old man who was super nice T___T BUT SIGH I ONLY HAVE ONE PHOTO. WHAT DO I DOO AHHHH
SIGH, I ALSO WENT SHOPPING. FOREVER 21, I AM IMPRESSED. PRICES, I LOVE ALOT.
PHOTODUMP
BUY THIS LATER, JULIA
GOD I LOVE THE GRADIENT
SIGH, ONLY ONE
FFFFFF FIRST COCKROACH I'VE SEEN IN A VERY LONG TIME FFFFFFFFF
I'LL EDIT THE PHOTOS I TOOK OF THIS GUY LATER. I GAVE HIM A DOLLAR. HE LET ME PHOTOGRAPH HIM. WINWIN
THIS GUY SEEMED INTERESTING BUT FFFF TOTALLY WACKO. I TRIED GETTING HIS PORTRAIT/HANDS, THEN I SAW THE GUM IN HIS EARS. YEAH. CHEWING GUM. GHNNN
YAY
I SEE THIS GUY ALOT
I LOVE CREAMPUFFS
THE LAMPSSS ARE CREAMPUFFSSS
SUNGLASSES I WAS PERSUADED INTO BUYING TODAY. THE SALES LADY WAS TOO DEMANDING ;A; AND GOD I THINK I GOT MAN-GLASSES AGAIN
SHEWS
I GOT LEGGINGS AND PANTS TOO BUT THEY'RE BLACK SO YAH BORING TO TAKE PHOTOS OF
DERRRRRP WORKING AT UCB FROM 8:30 AM TO 5PM. HRNNNG
I really want to go. So much, so much. The people who went (other attendees)...uhhhhh hahaha. just hahaha.
SIGH so for photo class, I was supposed to do a concentration of old people's hands on the street. DUR HUR HUR PEOPLE DON'T SAY NO TO ME WHEN I ASK FOR PHOTOS DURR HURRR I said in class when the teacher questioned if I could do it. WELL LO AND BEHOLD I CHICKENED OUT EVERY SINGLE TIME. Except for this 70 year old man who was super nice T___T BUT SIGH I ONLY HAVE ONE PHOTO. WHAT DO I DOO AHHHH
SIGH, I ALSO WENT SHOPPING. FOREVER 21, I AM IMPRESSED. PRICES, I LOVE ALOT.
PHOTODUMP
BUY THIS LATER, JULIA
GOD I LOVE THE GRADIENT
SIGH, ONLY ONE
FFFFFF FIRST COCKROACH I'VE SEEN IN A VERY LONG TIME FFFFFFFFF
I'LL EDIT THE PHOTOS I TOOK OF THIS GUY LATER. I GAVE HIM A DOLLAR. HE LET ME PHOTOGRAPH HIM. WINWIN
THIS GUY SEEMED INTERESTING BUT FFFF TOTALLY WACKO. I TRIED GETTING HIS PORTRAIT/HANDS, THEN I SAW THE GUM IN HIS EARS. YEAH. CHEWING GUM. GHNNN
YAY
I SEE THIS GUY ALOT
I LOVE CREAMPUFFS
THE LAMPSSS ARE CREAMPUFFSSS
SUNGLASSES I WAS PERSUADED INTO BUYING TODAY. THE SALES LADY WAS TOO DEMANDING ;A; AND GOD I THINK I GOT MAN-GLASSES AGAIN
SHEWS
I GOT LEGGINGS AND PANTS TOO BUT THEY'RE BLACK SO YAH BORING TO TAKE PHOTOS OF
DERRRRRP WORKING AT UCB FROM 8:30 AM TO 5PM. HRNNNG
Thursday, September 24, 2009
DREAM:
It happened last night and its almost 11pm now SO its pretty blurry but:
It was the art room crew; teachers, Jeanine, Casey, and Alan (wtf?)
We were in a old fashioned car (1930's, it was yellow) and the roof was open
Everyone took out twenty dollar bills, except for me, and threw their wallets over their shoulders and into the creek we were driving past.
Bandits came, wanted all our money, so everyone but me gave them the twenties. I had only a 1k bill (wtf) so I was reluctant to give it away but the bandits were waving their swords.
He kinda...leaned over me? to hide me from the bandits so they didn't see me.
Then I woke up.
UHHHHH WUT IS GOING ON WITH MY MIND
ANYWHOOO so swamped with homework, its crazyyyyy but I went to the gym for the first time today! : D
Some people in my school are really bugging me lately. Won't ever say names and this isn't some hate blog (cuz this issue has come up in school before lolll) and it just me ranting because I don't feel comfortable saying it at school bc this person'll hear and you have to watch EVERYTHING you say noadayssss sigh
There are three persons of interest. If I could, I would say these things.
But I can't.
But if I were to write a letter to person A:
Dear you,
Please pull your head out from your butt and see what the world really is. Your life isn't a freaking pity party and I'm so TIRED of how you go on and on about that class. I'm in it too, ok? So is everyone else, and ONLY you complain and bitch about it the most. No one likes someone who complains or shows off all the time. I don't care about your goddamn laptop. I don't care about your expensive photography equiptment because hi you can't buy skill (obvious from the shit you produce, what a waste of equiptment) and hi you can't force a teacher to like you by bugging them all the time. Hi, that teacher, I'm very fond of. Stop being such a weirdo and coming in to all my classes. You're not gonna get into MIT or Yale with your 2.8 or whatever GPA and your SAT score. You're not gonna get a boyfriend by complaining. No one's gonna baby you for the rest of your life. Grow up please.
Dear 2nd person,
Stop being such a damn poser. No, you don't look cool when you quote from Transformers or Dragonball Z or pokemon or ANYTHING I LEGITLY LIKE. I can see right through you and SO CAN EVERYONE ELSE. Your blog is so lulzy. I actually go on it to laugh. Stop being such a fakerrrrrrr
Dear 3rd person,
Hey thur I never did anything mean to you. Why are you such a beeezeee? To not just me, but EVERYONE. This is why you have no friends. If you're gonna be mean/rude to me, I'm gonna return it with 2x the force. As you've already seen in stat class lol. Stop trying to pick a fight with the school, when its 100 vs you, you're not gonna win. And please grow some brains please, it hurts to hear you speak.
Dear 4th person,
WHY AM I SUDDENLY NERVOUS BEING AROUND YOU? You seem to...pay alot more attention to me now, or maybe I'm just noticing it haahhahahahahah god
Dear 5th,
PLEASE DON'T LIKE ME, I REALLY DON'T LIKE YOU. SORRY. HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME AHHHHGNG
LOVE,
JULIA
Oh and cupcakes from art class lar larlarllarjlskdf
Oh but sketchbook pics first
I lie. photo of night sky
nails teehee
It happened last night and its almost 11pm now SO its pretty blurry but:
It was the art room crew; teachers, Jeanine, Casey, and Alan (wtf?)
We were in a old fashioned car (1930's, it was yellow) and the roof was open
Everyone took out twenty dollar bills, except for me, and threw their wallets over their shoulders and into the creek we were driving past.
Bandits came, wanted all our money, so everyone but me gave them the twenties. I had only a 1k bill (wtf) so I was reluctant to give it away but the bandits were waving their swords.
He kinda...leaned over me? to hide me from the bandits so they didn't see me.
Then I woke up.
UHHHHH WUT IS GOING ON WITH MY MIND
ANYWHOOO so swamped with homework, its crazyyyyy but I went to the gym for the first time today! : D
Some people in my school are really bugging me lately. Won't ever say names and this isn't some hate blog (cuz this issue has come up in school before lolll) and it just me ranting because I don't feel comfortable saying it at school bc this person'll hear and you have to watch EVERYTHING you say noadayssss sigh
There are three persons of interest. If I could, I would say these things.
But I can't.
But if I were to write a letter to person A:
Dear you,
Please pull your head out from your butt and see what the world really is. Your life isn't a freaking pity party and I'm so TIRED of how you go on and on about that class. I'm in it too, ok? So is everyone else, and ONLY you complain and bitch about it the most. No one likes someone who complains or shows off all the time. I don't care about your goddamn laptop. I don't care about your expensive photography equiptment because hi you can't buy skill (obvious from the shit you produce, what a waste of equiptment) and hi you can't force a teacher to like you by bugging them all the time. Hi, that teacher, I'm very fond of. Stop being such a weirdo and coming in to all my classes. You're not gonna get into MIT or Yale with your 2.8 or whatever GPA and your SAT score. You're not gonna get a boyfriend by complaining. No one's gonna baby you for the rest of your life. Grow up please.
Dear 2nd person,
Stop being such a damn poser. No, you don't look cool when you quote from Transformers or Dragonball Z or pokemon or ANYTHING I LEGITLY LIKE. I can see right through you and SO CAN EVERYONE ELSE. Your blog is so lulzy. I actually go on it to laugh. Stop being such a fakerrrrrrr
Dear 3rd person,
Hey thur I never did anything mean to you. Why are you such a beeezeee? To not just me, but EVERYONE. This is why you have no friends. If you're gonna be mean/rude to me, I'm gonna return it with 2x the force. As you've already seen in stat class lol. Stop trying to pick a fight with the school, when its 100 vs you, you're not gonna win. And please grow some brains please, it hurts to hear you speak.
Dear 4th person,
WHY AM I SUDDENLY NERVOUS BEING AROUND YOU? You seem to...pay alot more attention to me now, or maybe I'm just noticing it haahhahahahahah god
Dear 5th,
PLEASE DON'T LIKE ME, I REALLY DON'T LIKE YOU. SORRY. HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME AHHHHGNG
LOVE,
JULIA
Oh and cupcakes from art class lar larlarllarjlskdf
Oh but sketchbook pics first
I lie. photo of night sky
nails teehee
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